For a one sided love is never fair,
Yet i say this and fail to ask do you even care?

At first glance, first sight, first kiss,
It seemed something quite obvious,
Now your just a memory wondering in the distance.
And im sitting here wondering why i have to miss this

Love sick, am i sick of Love,

Or in love with the Sickness…

Sunken and heavy, beautifully disappointed, gracefully accepting.

Sunken and heavy, beautifully disappointed, gracefully accepting.
For I possess something that does not belong to me…….
Ensuring my survival but will it ensure I survive you?
Its heaviness drags at my feet, it lowers my head, it slows my pace.
No harness or strings or conventional things can lighten my load, can lift the mass, can aid the sting.

Sunken and heavy, beautifully disappointed, gracefully accepting
But still I raise my head, I wipe my eyes an put power in my stride.
But still asking why?
They say the eyes are the windows to your soul well my eyes are glazed so my windows shall show nil.
A process of destruction, 101 questions, like the banks of a muddy river I erode into a stream of unknowing.
The glaze over my eyes acts as a barrier to the rest of my life, but inside I die.

Sunken and heavy, beautifully disappointed, gracefully accepting
With no choice in direction, no power over position, no stance, in this stream I glide.
And as the stream flows no longer, on my journey I have grown stronger
And embrace the beauty of my characteristics you just happened to provide.